• In the Ordinary

    In the Ordinary

    Coffee, doughnut, coffee, doughnut, a ritual, a routine, almost every day, my life a series of these small, repetitive acts. I sit here with my coffee and doughnut, thinking, pondering. How long does this ritual last? I still don’t know. The coffee’s warmth, the doughnut’s sweetness, coffee, doughnut, coffee, doughnut. Interesting, ain’t it? I like…

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  • Anything and Everything

    Tammy sat there, mind blurry, a dark cloud of doubts swirling, no notion of what to think or write. “What should I write today?” he hummed, like a broken-down recorder in a room where even the dead wouldn’t speak. Usually, he heard them, their voices chanting, a rhythm he would dance to in the middle…

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  • Hopeless Yearning

    Hopeless Yearning

    Loving each other, Why should I even bother? That could never be. For you, in my dreams, But not a fool’s hope, it seems, A path I won’t tread.

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  • Inferno of Love

    Inferno of Love

    In this room, the seductive naked man entices me to dance, but not with you, never with you. He taunts me with his intense desire, his burning, unyielding need. He dared, he seduced, an angel and a devil, both wrapped in desire. What am I to think? His gesture arouses me, a fire in the…

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  • The Unread Collection

    The Unread Collection

    I don’t know. I really don’t. Things around me, so many things, seem insignificant yet they hold meaning, fragments of my life always present but lost among themselves. I insist on them, compel them, not because they’re junk but because they’re mine, mine to surround myself with. I carry them with me, always, books mostly.…

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  • A Mother’s Last Gift

    A Mother’s Last Gift

    I walked into the kitchen, the morning light slanting through the window, casting long shadows on the floor. There, on the dining table, a stack of unopened letters sat next to my breakfast, the aroma of coffee mingling with the air. A note from my wife, her handwriting familiar and reassuring, said she had to…

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  • Shadows of Memory

    Shadows of Memory

    The first day of my new job was filled with neon lights slashing through windows at a hidden place in the alley that no one dared to stumble into. When an odd man approached, the place was filled with mystery. “Newbie,” he said, slicing through my confusion. The hall stretched like a dream. I found…

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  • Death touch

    Death touch

    Possessed by the dark, Alive within, consuming, Death’s lingering touch.

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  • Sacred Heartbeats

    Sacred Heartbeats

    I fought with delight, Heart pounds in sacred moments, Passion unites us.

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  • Morning wakes

    Morning wakes

    Morning’s coffee brews, Embrace the dawn’s gentle touch, New day wakes with me.

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